Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Monday, December 24, 2012

2012 >> Craft Year Recap

2012 has been a great crafty year for me.  I've decided to do a craft year recap to document the projects that I made this year.  Each picture is also a link to the actual post, just in case you were curious about the full story.






Also, looking forward to the future, I will be making a couple of design changes on the blog.  Mainly to keep the look updated and personal.  So don't be alarmed if things look a bit different next time you visit.  I will try to make them gradually, finishing up with major changes by Jan.1st!  Oh, and here are two projects that I will be working on in 2013:

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Black Tie Party >> Little Black Dress

In looking at my closet, I realized that I only had a few "every day" black dresses.  Easily fixable.  A little thread and lovely stash jersey knit fabric later, I had a new dress.  

To make the pattern I used a dress I already owned and pattern pieces from M6348 to add cap sleeves. I must say that I am getting pretty comfortable adding sleeves since my t-shirt project.  

I meant to take more dashing pictures of just me in my dress, but alas, the morning weather held a crisp chill. Luckily for me, I inherited a dashing coat from my grandmother that is super warm and a bit like playing dress up.  

As soon as I added pearls, I knew that I was fit for my simple version of a black tie party--laid back, relaxed, everyone dressed up in comfortable clothing that makes them smile.  Though that  probably goes against the grain of a true black tie event!

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Fox in Socks >> One Sock, Two Socks


Hand knitting is one of those seasonal rituals which I love, despite the time consuming process it inevitably becomes.  Knitters often talk about a process that forces you to slow down as you click and clack your way to a finished product.  This particular project has been clickety, clacking for quite a while, in different iterations since this post.



I blame the reason for the delay, in part, to the process of discovery.  Two new techniques later (two-at-a-time and toe up), I found myself tweaking existing simple sock patterns with the help of Toe-Up 2-at-a-Time Socks (Melissa Morgan-Oakes), Socks From the Toe Up (Wendy Johnson), and this website (it involves math)!



Colorful "waterlines"  mark where I made increases and decreases.  Hopefully, this will help me as I try to figure out a guide for my next socks, which will probably be return to the beautiful fair isle pattern that I was tackling in my dream picnic post.  To do so will require a bit of playing around with the pattern so that I can incorporate my new favorite sock construction techniques.

After knitting these up, I couldn't help thinking about one of my favorite versus from Fox in Socks.  

When a fox is in the bottle where the tweetle beetles battle with their paddles in a puddle on a noodle-eating poodle, THIS is what they call...
...a tweetle beetle noodle poodle bottled paddled muddled duddled fuddled wuddled fox in socks, sir!


Stuff >> shoes, earrings, stockings
Thrift(ed) or Free >> skirt, shirt, coat 
Me Made or (Re)Made >> knee high socks, fox ears, mittens

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Endless Fountain >> Shamelessly Girly


I recently found myself in the precarious position of gifting for a child.  It seemed so very simple, except that I was having a very hard time remembering what it was like being six.  My world at age six was filled with many brightly colored plastic toys and disney princesses, to be sure, but what where the simple luxuries that would remain ingrained in my childhood memories?


The more I thought about it, the more I remembered.  Childhood seemed to be a mix of wonder, mixed in with a bit of danger--the world seemed so incredibly big, stretching out forever in all directions.  Very hard to gift that, though.

So, I kept thinking.  And thinking.  And thinking some more.  Until my eye hit upon a childhood relic, slumped over on the floor, having endured night after night of my pushing it off the bed in my quest for space.  My bear, once soft, now worn with fur hopelessly matted down, still managed to be reassuring.



Understanding, of course, that choosing a stuffed friend is a very personal choice, I decided to go with soft.  For I can surely gift soft, with a little added warmth for winter, oh, and a lot of pink and purple, the chosen colors of said recipient.

I also remembered that as a kid I loved surprises.  They just happened, mysteriously, but quite often.  Secret notes in my lunch box, a roll of stickers in my backpack.  Simple delights.


Those days were eventually pushed aside for other phases that took me away from pink and into blue and then to yellow.  But for now, I am content to remember that somewhere a little girl is just beginning her pink phase.


Saturday, December 1, 2012